Erick shook his head.

“The specifics are unclear to me.

Perhaps you should visit him when you have a chance.

He’s in the VIP ward on the second floor.

Erick felt this was all he could responsibly do.

These were their private issues, best resolved directly between them.

Since Mitchel did not want Raegan to return to him out of guilt or pity, Erick decided to withhold the full story temporarily and observe Raegan’s genuine feelings first.

If Raegan saw Mitchel’s condition and felt compelled to stay, it would indicate Lingering feelings.

By then, he would cautiously reveal the truth, allowing her to make an informed decision.

However, if Raegan had no lingering feelings, even after learning of Mitchel’s plight, she would not stay out of mere sympathy.

Then, as her brother, Erick decided to be a bit selfish.

He would choose to withhold the truth about Mitchel’s blood transfusion.

He didn’t want Raegan to make a decision based on such emotions, against her true desires.

After Erick departed, Raegan remained disturbed for a considerable time.

She struggled to grasp the full gravity of Erick’s vague remarks.

Yet, this no longer seemed her primary concern.

Raegan considered visiting Mitchel, but ultimately chose not to.

The following day, she took another stroll in the small garden.

Without realizing it, she found herself approaching the 2nd floor VIP ward.

This route wasn’t even close to the garden path!

Raegan tried to justify to herself that since she was already here, a quick, discreet glance wouldn’t hurt.

Upon entering, she found the ward vacant.

“Miss Foster.

” Matteo’s voice emerged behind her.

“Are you here to see Mr.

Dixon?”

Raegan spun around, her cheeks flushing as she stammered, “I… Um, just happened to pass by.

This VIP ward was known for its privacy.

It wasn’t a place one could simply “stumble upon.

Matteo saw through it but chose not to challenge her explanation.

“Mr.

Dixon has just gone to the adjacent garden for a walk.

You might replace him there.

Clearly, Matteo hoped Raegan could offer some solace to Mitchel in his current state.

Noticing Raegan hesitating, Matteo asked, “Shall I escort you there?”

Raegan snapped out of it and declined.

“No need.

I know the way.

After leaving, Raegan felt conflicted but decided to proceed.

Even she was free from her own

confinement.

How could Mitchel still be suffering so severely?

As she reached the small garden, she spotted his silhouette in a wheelchair from a distance.

Just as Raegan was about to approach, she saw Mitchel who had been sitting suddenly stand up, using a cane.

He released the cane to take a few steps, but his other leg failed him, and he abruptly collapsed back into the wheelchair.

Raegan gasped, covering her mouth in shock.

She recalled that he used to stand without a cane, and while he couldn’t walk for long, he could manage a few steps on his own.

How had his condition deteriorated so rapidly?

Despite falling, Mitchel didn’t surrender.

He attempted to rise again with the support of the cane, trying repeatedly.

Yet, the outcome was unchanged.

Without the cane, he was unable to walk.

Finally, Mitchel flung the cane aside and slumped into the wheelchair, his arm dangling lifelessly.

His expression was one of utter defeat.

Raegan’s heart ached at the sight.

She couldn’t fathom what had caused Mitchel’s condition to deteriorate so dramatically.

Erick’s softened stance toward him now made sense.

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